Architects - Untitled lyrics
Architects [Dan Searle, Sam Carter, Alex Dean, Adam Christianson] Brighton, East Sussex, England 🇬🇧
[Architects - Untitled lyrics]
Where people pass me by
In red and white lines
Your only son can't make you proud
The moon and stars, this frozen clock
And if in years to come
We can talk like friends
Can I close my eyes and wake up then?
And if in years to come
We can talk like friends
Can I close my eyes and wake up then?
Drown out the sound of adulthood
With songs that fell from out of space
At seventeen I wouldn't dare to dream
Because hope's a dangerous thing
Hope's a dangerous thing
I won't thank God, I'll thank my friends
For sticking by till we're home again
What matters most to me belongs to you
Because hope's a dangerous thing
Hope's a dangerous thing
I pinch myself to see
That if this curtain drops, this isn't me
Pack my bags, no time to waste
We leave no trace of us
Still my pillow rings i pinch myself to see
That if this curtain drops, this isn't me
Pack my bags, no time to waste
We leave no trace of us
Still my pillow rings
Still my pillow rings